Young Master's Bed Girl
Wrongdoing

Mahen looks confused at the moment, Fabian's question about his feelings for Khayra has made Mahen think hard is it possible that he really likes Khayra?

Every time he dealt with Khayra, Mahen did have other feelings and sometimes he was nervous when talking to his boss' wife.

"Ouch! What do I have to answer? There is no way that if I agree with the words of the young master, I can abis!" inner Mahen.

Suddenly, his phone that was still attached to the ear was heard Fabian's voice. Yes, he has not turned off the phone, since Fabian asked Mahen questions can only be silent and unable to answer anything.

📞"Hello Mahen! Why are you quiet? If you like him, be honest!" reproof Fabian.

📞"Eee what the hell are you talking about? I can't possibly like people's wives" elak Mahen.

📞"You don't have to be afraid that Mahen, I'm with Khayra will soon be divorced. So, if you want to be with him please!" Fabian.

📞"No sir, I'm not so. I help Mrs Khayra sincerely, not because I like her" elak Mahen.

📞"Yeah, but now you pick up Misha first yeah in my office! Abis then you can return to the hospital to take care of Khayra," Fabian said.

📞"Good young master! Then I permission first with Bu Khayra, because I was worried that he would find me if I did not pay," said Mahen.

📞"OK, I'm waiting for you!" Fabian.

📞"Ready sir!" mahen said loudly.

Fabian immediately hung up the phone, making Mahen able to breathe freely and stroke his chest. He was a little calm because he had escaped from his boss's lash.

"Huh relieved it feels! Fortunately, the young master did not ask much more!" mahen.

Afterwards, Mahen returned to the room where Khayra was treated. He went in there and found Khayra who was still lying weak.

"Mom Khayra!" call him.

"What's wrong?" ask Khayra ketus.

"No ma'am, I just want to say goodbye to mom. The young master asked me to come to his office, Mrs Khayra, why are you alone here?" mahen.

"Yes, why are you saying the same to me? It's gone, I don't need to be guarded!" khayra.

"Good Mom! But, if there's anything, Mrs Khayra don't hesitate to call me!" mahen.

"Hm" dehem Khayra threw away his face.

Mahen shook his head at Khayra's annoying expression, wanting to feel like he was cursing but could not.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I hope you're healthy soon!" mahen.

There was no answer from Khayra, the woman even turned her face away as if she did not want to look at Mahen.

Finally Mahen went out of the room, leaving Khayra alone, albeit hesitantly.

After Mahen left, Khayra turned to the door. Implied regret in him because honestly he did not want Mahen to go from there.

"Well, I shouldn't have given permission. Mahen must have been asked to pick up Misha," Khayra said.

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The next day, Fabian invites Misha to go to the mall to pamper her woman who always makes her satisfied.

Fabian, who was busy with his phone, was shocked when Misha appeared from behind and approached him with a smile on her face.

"Master!" Misha called Fabian, her special sweet and spoiled voice fascinated the man.

Fabian reflexes moved his eyes away from the phone screen, then stood looking at the beautiful Misha this morning.

"Misha, how can you be this beautiful? I did not blink to see it," said Fabian flabbergasted. Her eyes were unceasingly staring at Misha's face which did look different today.

"Well, can you please, am I beautiful? My feeling is not beautiful deh, still look forward to Madam Khayra everywhere," said Misha mendelah.

Misha smiled shyly as she felt the touch of Fabian's hand, she was about to duck but Fabian quickly blocked her.

"Hayo, habit if you are embarrassed again would want to duck. You can't hide your pretty face from me, Misha!" Fabian.

"Yes, sir, sorry for the habit!" misha.

Fabian smiled widely, moving closer and eroding the distance between them. Suddenly one hand grabbed Misha's waist, pulled her to the edge of her body and with lightning she landed a kiss on the tiny lips of the woman.

Long enough for Fabian to put his lips together, Misha did not move in the slightest as if to signal that he was ready to do more than that.

But for some reason, Fabian took off the link of his lips, making Misha somewhat disappointed and flicked her lips.

"Why? You're asking to be kissed for a little longer?" asked Fabian to tease the woman.

"No sir, we're leaving now!" elak Misha's.

"You don't have to be shy about it, just tell me what you want and I'll definitely do it!" said Fabian sensual, unconsciously his tongue has danced in the ear lobe of the lover makes the master shudder.

"Your lips are always teasing dear" he said, caressing Misha's tiny lips.

The cup!

Fabian kissed that lip again. Not only a kiss, but also an******* in and hot. His tongue was barging in, traversing every inch of his female oral cavity.

Long enough they shared saliva in a standing position, until suddenly the appearance of Khayra spread their hot moments.

"Ehem ahem, so good to kiss so early in the morning.."

Fabian stopped his activities, turned to the origin of the voice and cursed annoyed at the sight of his wife there.

"Damn! What the hell are you doing?!" Fabian.

"Why mas? How angry are you with your own wife? I should have been angry, because I pergokin my husband again kisses this cheap woman," Khayra said casually.

Fabian grew emotional, he removed Misha's waist and moved closer to Khayra.

"You really are presumptuous Khayra!" furious Fabian.

"What mas? What do you want? Hit me, will you? Come here, hit me come on! You torment me physically, not me!" challenge Khayra.

"Quite Khayra! Don't act like you're the victim here, obviously you're the one who's wrong, not me!" snapped Fabian.

"I'm wrong? I know I was wrong, but you're not right either! Do you think cheating can make it all work? Not mas!" khayra.

"What the hell do you want? I told you, don't bother me anymore!" firmly Fabian.

"I'll keep bothering you mas, until you realize that the woman is just a cheap j a n g who does not know yourself and you want to go back with me again!" Khayra.

"Basic brash!" Fabian was emotional and was about to hit Khayra, but a large hand held him from the front.

Khayra let out a grin, Fabian glanced sideways to see Mahen standing there holding his hand.

"Sorry sir! I can't let you keep hurting Khayra's mom, it's your fault!" mahen.

Fabian shook his head slowly, pulling his hand out of Mahen's grip.

"Ohh, so you're defending him now? Does that mean you like him? Who are you working for, Mahen?!" pissed Fabian.

"I just don't want Mr. Khayra to get hurt again, sir" Mahen said.

"You heard that, didn't you? Your assistant just more martial me, why are you my husband even constantly hurt me?" Khayra.

"Well, if you defend Khayra, it is a sign that you are against me Mahen. From this second on, you are not my assistant anymore!" Fabian.

Mahen gasped in shock, this was not exactly what he wanted because he still wanted to work for Fabian.

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